(feat. W.C.)
[Ice Cube]
Yay-YAY! Cali-forn-yi-aye
Sunday afternoon baby, pull it out
Whip it out, pull it out, drive it out, drop it out
You know! Let 'em know
[Chorus: Ice Cube]
I got chrome and paint
n***a what you thank, I got chrome and paint
b**h what you drank, I got chrome and paint
Smokin that dank in my chrome and paint
Street lights - dance on paint
Street lights - dance on chrome
Street lights - get a n***a home
You can die in these streets all alone
[Ice Cube]
I am the wrong n***a, too f**in grown n***a
To go for that n***a, I ain't 'cha hoe n***a
I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitter
The deep-sea sniper, you got the wrong n***az
Retire like Jigga, here comes the Attila the Hun
k**in n***az for fun, these rappers is done
The bigger they come, the harder they fall
I burn like the sun, continue to ball
He's got nuts and plus the Don touch
and split the fine dutch, Starsky call Hutch
He's laid, with some s*uts, up in some guts
Just back, in the cut, he thinks he's King Tut
Cain't f**, this n***a up, cause just, the n***a luck
That n***az, really love him and tear the city up
Uhh, even though I'm f**in with the po'-po'
Them n***a know how I act in the low-low
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my a** khakis sag like cellulite tits b**h
Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo momma
Play with my dollars on yo' a** they'll be layin flowers
I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocks
Hittin the switch, makin the fo' hopscotch
Rollin up imperial in dickie material
All in your periphreal, throwin shells at your vehicle
Clipped up, pimped up, big chipped up
Stacy Adams tips spiffed up, golf hat flipped up
I blow yo' a** off the map, f** with Dub
I'll have yo' a** rollin home with windshield gla** on your lap
f** rap, I'm wearin a creased tee, eatin ribs
Laughin at you n***az on MTV Cribs
I got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stank
Hood life forever b**h, chrome and paint, c'mon
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Street lights (woop woop) [2X]
Even though I'm f**in with the po'-po'
Them n***a know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', n***a check out my promo
You mo'fo's can't f** with my mojo
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Street lights [echoes]